Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Childlike Innocence

Growing up I never looked up to any one, but if I did it would have to be Barbie. Flawless.
Sometimes I feel so trapped inside my own head I can't breath. Don't for a minute think I don't try and convey my thoughts, I do so much, so in vain and I get ignored/made to feel un-relevant and foolish. The idea is what I fall in love with. The idea is what never measures up in reality. I fell asleep by accident and had a dream that must have spanned for over 2 hours. A distant memory from the past - a never been, never was, never will be moment. I woke up not knowing what was real and what wasn't.